They will all pass through the Governor's hands, and I will order in nothing but what Colonel Milman might read himself." "Oh," said Mr.Anderson, with a humorous smile, which the Governor and the Inspector shared, "I can't say what Colonel Milman might like to read." The interview ended and my books came.

What a joy they were! I read Gibbon and Mosheim right through again, with Carlyle's "Frederick," "French Revolution" and "Cromwell," Forster's "Statesmen of the Commonwealth," and a mass of literature on the Rebellion and the Protectorate.

I dug deep into the literature of Evolution.

I read over again all Shakespeare, Shelley, Spenser, Swift and Byron, besides a number of more modern writers.

French books were not debarred, so I read Diderot, Voltaire, Paul Louis Courier, and the whole of Flaubert, including "L'Education Sentimentale," which I never attacked before, but which I found, after conquering the apparent dullness of the first half of the first volume, to be one of the greatest of his triumphs.